appreciating life's deviltry

I've come to the idea that life delights in being hard and causing difficulty. Now, often when I'm very frustrated or having a lot of difficulty with something*, I remember that idea. It helps lift my mood in a weird way. It makes me think, "Ah-hah! That's all it is, life up to its trickery again. Good job, life. That was sure a good one! Ha-ha."

*Like when I've gotten to the stage of yelling, "WHY DOES EVERYTHING HAVE TO BE SO HARD!!!???"

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But there are other aspects of life which that idea doesn't help with. Like war and famine and suffering.